Beginning March 20th, 2016 Poetry Breakfast will once again serve a little poetic nourishment every morning. Start your day with our new expanded menu. Poems, of course, are our specialty. But we will also be serving a fuller menu that includes poetry related creative non-fiction such as letters to and from poets, essays on poetry, and anything else that might feed a poet and poetry lover’s soul.

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Christine Jackson

This almost never happens,
but it did today.
I awoke to a bedroom
bathed in sunlight.
Machines whirred far then close
Trimming the lawn
across the street.
Thuds echoed a signal,
unseen men hammered
On distant roofs,
And the breeze nudging at the curtain
carried a light smell of summer tar.

A commotion of voices outside—
Kestrels chirruped
from perches
on the phone wires,
like children feeling summer,
chasing after a baseball,
delighted to be out of school.

About the Poet:Christine Jackson teaches literature and creative writing at a South Florida university. That is, she is supposed to teach but probably learns more from her students than they do from her. She presents creative writing workshops to local writing communities and plays jazz piano.